Halfway through adding points to Chapter 1, you tell me this is the Harry Potter world? "In the first grade, I won the gold medal in the UK primary school mathematics competition, and it was an unprecedented full score." “In the second grade, they won the gold medal in all subjects in the middle school group, sweeping the best middle school students in the UK.” "Since the third grade, he has shown extraordinary talent in physical education, such as table tennis, tennis, and fencing..." "Charles Evans, the Muggles all agree that you are the most talented student in the UK. They say you will definitely win a bomb award in the future." "So, you are the teenage Albus Dumbledore of the Muggle world, right?" "Then your brain should be as valuable as Albus Dumbledore's, precious research material!" In the dim basement, a crazy old man in a black robe looked at the young man tied to a chair with fanatical eyes, as if he was looking at some rare treasure. The young man whom he called Charles Evans was sitting there in a daze, as if he had been struck by lightning. Just as the old man in black robe said, Charles is indeed a talented student famous throughout Britain. He had just finished giving a speech at the school graduation ceremony and was on his way back to his apartment where he lived alone, when this old man in a black robe suddenly rushed out clutching a wooden stick.
At that time, Charles didn't take it too seriously. He just thought it was some festival and this old man was out on the street playing cosplay. Until the next moment, when the old man in black robe swung the wooden stick, the people on the whole street seemed to be under a spell and went straight around where Charles was. It was then that Charles was shocked. The old man in black robe doesn’t seem to be cosplaying, he is a real wizard! The next second, he fell into a coma after the old man in black robe waved his wand, and when he woke up, he was tied to a chair in this dim basement. At this moment, listening to the black-robed old man chattering about Muggles, and mentioning a familiar name - Albus Dumbledore, Charles really felt like he was screwed. "Fuck, I thought this was a parallel world from the 1990s." "Dog system, you didn't tell me this is the magic world?!" That’s right, Charles is a time traveler. In his previous life, Charles was an ordinary office worker. Apart from watching TV series and movies, he had no special hobbies. Until that day, a "cross-starter" ran across half the street, crashed through the wall of Charles' house, killed him directly, and sent him to the UK in the 1990s. At first, Charles was a little worried about his future livelihood. After all, like most time travelers, he was an orphan in this life, had no relatives, and grew up in an orphanage. In Britain, people don't care about whether there are special breeds of kings, princes, generals or ministers, and there is no compulsory education. If you want to go to college, the high tuition fees are no joke. Many of the skills that Charles had in his previous life were useless in a foreign country in this era. It's not easy to live a decent life. It was not until a ding sound was heard in Charles' mind that something called the Infinite Deduction System was bound to Charles, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. As the name suggests, the function of this system is infinite deduction. Any knowledge that Charles has learned can be deduced to a higher level through this system. For example, after learning first-grade mathematics, you can use systematic deduction to master more derived mathematical knowledge, and even deduce the content of advanced mathematics based on this.
Even some sports theories can be deduced. For example, the basic theories of the landing point, rotation, speed, and change of table tennis can be deduced into advanced techniques such as double-sided loops, straight-blade horizontal hits, and backhand twists and pulls. And except for not being able to directly improve physical fitness, Charles can perfectly master all the deduced techniques. It was thanks to the infinite deduction system that Charles gradually transformed from an orphan in an orphanage into a young genius who shocked the whole of Britain. Xia Erben thought that the destiny of his life should be to rely on the system to become a pioneer in the territory of human civilization and lead humans from the earth to the boundless starry sky. As a result, he realized at this moment that Gougao's fate had played a big joke on him. I have been studying science for ten years, but the world itself is not scientific. Is this the Harry Potter world?! The magic in this world has nothing to do with science. The Flying Spell can summon distant objects out of thin air, the Apparition can travel through space, and there are also perverted things like the Time Converter that involve time... What kind of science can achieve this? If the Three-Body aliens can Apparate, why the hell would they be afraid of the technological explosion on Earth? Charles wanted to cry but had no tears. After ten years of studying science in the wizarding world, is there anything more fucked up than this? Oh yeah, and that includes being attacked and kidnapped by a crazy old wizard. It looks like he is very interested in his own brain? When he realized his situation, Charles temporarily stopped caring about the disillusionment of his worldview and returned his attention to reality. The old wizard in black robe was looking at Charles with a puzzled look on his face. "By the way, are you really as smart as Dumbledore?" "Why do you look so stupid? Don't you look very smart?" "If that's the case, you're of no value to me." Ciel forced a smile. "Mr. Wizard, I don't think it's possible to tell whether a person is smart or not just by looking at their appearance." "In other words, the smarter you are, the less smart you seem, or even a little crazy." "The Albus Dumbledore you mentioned, if he is really as smart as you said, I bet he must look crazy and have many quirks, such as a special liking to eat some weird things..." After hearing this, the old wizard in black robe was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly. "What you said seems to make some sense." Then he looked at Ciel and asked. "So what do you think of me?" Charles said smoothly. "I think you look a little crazier than Dumbledore, but you know, geniuses are crazy in the eyes of ordinary people. How can ordinary people understand geniuses?" "So the crazier someone seems to ordinary people, the more genius they are." "To sum up, you should be more talented than Dumbledore, and much more talented than me."
"I, Charles Evans, am just an ordinary person who was born in an era without you. If you want to do some research on the brain, I sincerely feel that only your genius mind can do it." "Do I deserve it? I deserve chicken feathers!" The old wizard in black robe had an intoxicated look on his face. "Yes, you are right. It is absolutely right." "Charles Evans, even though you are a Muggle, you are much more knowledgeable than those old-timers in Sir Merlin's group!" "Those old, self-satisfied people actually laughed at my genius idea and said it was the ravings of a madman. I must prove to them that my idea is the most genius design in history." "Tracing back to the origin of magic, the sublimation of the soul, the most ancient magic..." The old wizard in black robe seemed to be lost in self-entertainment or madness, and kept muttering some difficult-to-pronounce terms. Then, he looked towards Ciel. "Char, you actually have the insight to see my talent. I, Dark Seide, recognize you. Among all the mortals except me, you, Char, have the strongest mind!" "Although there is no other me in the world for me to study, your brain must be stronger than those seventy-three idiots before, and you have more potential for sublimation." The next moment, the old wizard in black robe took out a bottle of green potion that gurgled like evil energy and poured it into Charles' mouth without saying a word. "Come, drink this bottle of sublimation potion, sublime evolution is waiting for you!" (End of this chapter)
